In the Green Water Pavilion, there was only the sound of the dancers panting in panic, and the sound of light singing and drinking, and the others did not dare to come out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The city lord secretly looked at Qingge, nodded, and his eyes fell back on Lan Wu and Mei Qingchen, his eyes were shining, and he half-narrowed, this time his plan focused on these two people, but the appearance of Ye Qingge and Gongzi Ji completely disrupted his plan, and he had to think about it in the long run.

When the secret guard went to look for the people of the Qianjin List branch, the city lord picked up the white jade cup full of wine and toasted to the golden cicada: "Master Jin Cicada, as soon as Hua'er goes to the refining union, the road is far away, and the time is very long, so please take care of the master." ”

"It's nature." The golden cicada picked up the wine, saluted in the air, and drank it refreshingly.

The atmosphere seems to have eased a bit.

"Hua'er, when you leave Shengluo City in the future, you must restrain your heart and don't let the master down." The main road of the city.

Ji Hua respectfully picked up the wine, stood up, and respected: "Father, the child will never disappoint." ”

"That's good." The city lord nodded in satisfaction.

Ji Hua sat back on the soft chair, looked at Qingge, and said with a smile: "Night girl, in the past two years, the girl's reputation has become bigger and bigger, and Ji admires it very much." ”

Qingge put down the wine glass, her face was ruddy, and a cold and sharp sword broke out in her hazy eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and her eyes fell on Ji Hua, "Young Master Ji has won the award." ”

"The Night Maiden is humble." Ji Hua said: "Five years ago, I went to Beiyue and had a relationship with the girl. ”

"Oh?" Five years ago, Qingge was still a mercenary, and what Ji Hua saw should be the original owner.

Ji Hua smiled and stopped talking.

At that time, he happened to see Ye Qingge crawling into the palace from the dog cave, just to see his fiancé's little prince Beiyue, but he was driven out by the people of the palace with a broom, and the poor little face was covered with a purple and red birthmark on half of his face, which looked hideous, but those eyes seemed to be the purest sweet spring in the world, clear and clean, without any impurities.

Ji Hua remembered those eyes, those eyes, obviously full of scars, but still clear, stubborn and weak, bright and dim.

I heard that she was the third lady of Yefu, the granddaughter of the great elder Ye Qingtian's favorite, but she made herself so embarrassed, and followed Beiyue behind Beiyue like a little tail.

Ji Hua looked at Qingge's fair and flawless face, in a trance, after five years, the personnel is no longer the same, the weak waste at the beginning has become a beautiful and noble king, and beside her, there is the best and strongest man in the world.

"Night girl, to be able to get up from such a situation and become the king of the four empires, the hardships and hardships along the way are unimaginable to ordinary people." Ji Hua raised wine and saluted.

He was a transparent person, and he saw her unknown experiences through the extravagant and gorgeous garments of the night song.

The world only says that she is lucky, but how can she know how much she has paid to have all this now!

I have to say that Ji Hua's words moved Qingge.

She pursed her lips and smiled, saluted Ji Hua with a glass of wine, and then said: "Each other, the young master can have today's achievements in refining weapons, and it is by no means something that can be achieved overnight. ”

Ji Hua's dim eyes bloomed with sparks, and every word Qingge said was like a whip, hitting him, stimulating his cold blood, pain and happiness.

There are confidants on the sea, and the ends of the world are like neighbors.

In the face of light songs, he actually had a feeling of hating each other.

Qingge smiled, and no matter what the city lord was, Ji Hua was worth handing over.

Ji Yue saw that Qingge and that Ji Hua eyebrows were eye-catching, tasted, snorted, and squeezed Qingge's hand as if she was punishing, eager to pinch off the hand bones, and after pinching the red, she was distressed, her heart was slightly suffocated, and her movements gently rubbed the red part of Qingge's white and tender palm.

On the back of the hand, there are blood-colored flowers on fire.

Ji Yue's eyes were drowning and seemed to be dripping water.

It was the Demon King Mark he had given her.

Qingge couldn't help but laugh and looked at Ji Yue's sometimes angry, sometimes doting, sometimes gentle eyes.

Man, it's complicated.

She was the only one who could stand this moody man.

I really don't know what he will do without her.

Although he thought so, the smile on the corner of his mouth never faded, and the ice and snow in his black eyes became a lingering tenderness.

The intimate behavior of the two was not hidden, the people on the Green Water Pavilion could see it clearly, the girls blushed, and the men secretly sighed that the night light song was a red face and a disaster, Ji Yue is a person who can rule the world at a glance, but for the sake of a woman, he is willing to be detained by others.

It's a pity, it's a pity

"I heard that the night girl can also refine weapons, I happened to encounter a bottleneck in the refining tools these days, why don't you give the girl some advice after the dinner?" Ji Hua said sincerely, he had inadvertently obtained a dagger refined by light songs, the black dagger, although it did not have a heroic righteousness, but it had a general charm, good and evil, no exquisite embroidery, but it was thick inside, with killing intent.

At that time, Ji Hua wanted to meet what kind of person a refiner who could refine such a contradictory weapon.

Now that I see it, I really didn't disappoint him.

Hearing this, Qingge's drinking movements stiffened slightly, and then smiled, Ji Hua has the Golden Cicada Master behind him, and he is the young master of Shengluo City, the future heir, he said this, in addition to having a sincere element, he also wants others to respect her.

"When it comes to refining weapons, I can't compare to the master, but it's still okay to discuss the Heart Sutra of refining weapons." Said lightly.

Ji Hua nodded, his eyes becoming more and more appreciative.

If it weren't for the fact that Qingge was a woman, and there was a fierce Ji Yue beside him, Ji Hua really wanted to pull Qingge away immediately, talk about it, and study the way of refining.

The city lord looked at his son thoughtfully, as if he was thinking that Ji Hua and Ye Qingge were good friends, and for him, there were advantages or disadvantages.

Ji Hua frowned, approached the city lord, lowered his voice, and said, "Father, I don't know what you want to do tonight, but don't provoke Ye Qingge, she is not a person to provoke, at least, in the past two years, the person who provoked her has either died or is useless." ”

"Are you questioning the power of a father compared to that of a girl?" The lord of the city laughed instead of being angry.

Ji Hua was silent for a moment before he said: "There are talents from all generations of the country, each leading the way for hundreds of years, father, you are old." ”

The lord of the city was surprised, "You are really a good son for your father." ”

"Ye Qingge is not a good person, but he values love and righteousness, this kind of person, you either become her friend, or you have no entanglement with her, her enemies, the end is very miserable."

With what he knew about his father, there would be something going on tonight.

He didn't know who the city lord was putting his mind on, but he rarely met a confidant, and he didn't want to talk about it yet, and this friendship was strangled in the cradle.

During the Boyazi period, the mountains and rivers are looking for bosom friends, which can be met but not sought.